Fantasy City Doujin: Fragments

Ying Kongshi frowned slightly, and looked away from the blooming ice crystals in a daze, looking at the familiar god opposite.

White clothes and white hair, ice-blue eyes, and a handsome face as pale as marble——

"Brother." Ying Kongshi flicked his eyelashes a few times, showing unconcealable surprise, followed by confusion and surprise.

He reacted and wanted to explain: Did you forget?She is not the Lord of Flame, but Yan Da, the Princess of the Fire Clan——

Unexpectedly, the other party's eyes were still fixed on the ice flowers on the ground, and it took a long time to raise his head with red eyes.

He shook his head and muttered, "You can't die...you shouldn't die, do you understand? Do you understand how much my heart hurts?"

Ying Kongshi frowned slightly puzzled,

"Brother, I didn't want to choose death, what are you talking about? Now I have to..."

The other party didn't answer him, and sent out another extremely cold and hard blow, attacking Yanda's vitals head-on!

Yanda only thought that Ying Kongshi explained clearly that they should be safe with each other. She was startled at this moment, and quickly raised her whip to resist.The whip was just touched with the spiritual power of ice, when it was shaken, Ying Kongshi's ice flame had arrived.He blocked the spiritual power, frowned and gradually increased his strength, barely defusing the sharp ice front.

"Brother! She is Yanda! What's wrong with you?" He frowned and shouted.

Looking hesitantly at the opposite god, a plan loomed in his mind at this moment.

The god on the opposite side looked gloomy, stopped when he heard the sound, and looked at the man and woman in front of him, "Yan Da?"

He seemed completely unreasonable and suddenly exerted force again!

Ying Kongshi pressed his sword and tried to block again, but he still only used the spiritual power that barely restrained him, and he did not raise the Sword of Killing God.

Unexpectedly, this time the other party was going towards Ying Kongshi, he turned the ice in his palm into a suction force, wrapped and pulled Ying Kongshi over with a slight cold wave in an instant.

Ying Kongshi staggered a bit, a little surprised, but he only frowned and struggled, and didn't resist with all his strength.The opponent has already caught him in front of him.

"Ying Kongshi!" Yan Da rushed after her, dragging her whip to catch up.

"Brother?" Ying Kongshi shook his shoulders again, trying to break free from the icy confinement, calling tentatively.

"What did you call me?" Those icy blue eyes, as cold as stones, stared at the opposite "old friend" in doubt, he paused, and slowly said, "Why don't you call me Shemi?"

After a while, Shemi had let go of Ying Kongshi, and stood side by side with them in the middle of the high stage.He was reasonable after all.

"So, you are not Shangxue and Flame Lord? You are their reincarnation?" At this time, his memory returned to his lifetime, and he only had a vague impression of what happened after his resurrection even after the two mentioned it again.

"Mortal world...why I don't remember at all...my memory is still in..."

Ying Kongshi looked at him, and said in a low voice, "Stop thinking about it, bro, you are the ancestor of the Ice Race, you know the Flame Lord better than any of us, and you know her weaknesses even more. In order to stop her plan, we have no Time to think about something else."

Hearing this, Yanda frowned and glanced at Ying Kongshi, and Ying Kongshi looked back at her indifferently.

——At this moment, they are more or less tacit about one thing: in the dreams of the dream hunters, the souls of the gods are not united as in the real mortal world, but scattered separately .

Just like Ying Kongshi has never been one with Xunxue, and Yanzhu and Yanda have only shared their bodies for thousands of years, Feng Suo's primordial spirit may have already been divided into three...

It was Feng Suo, Shemi, and besides, there was another...

Ying Kongshi frowned, silently staring at the distant snowfield.

The vast snow and fog dispersed.The wind blows through the sparse branches of the forest.

A hand was raised to catch the slowly falling snow.

With a creak, the rope of the swing swayed, and the snow-white boots stepped on the ground lightly, trying to make the swing move slightly.

"Shi... where are you? Brother, has he been useless all this time?" His hand was slowly lowered, turning into a misty sigh.

At this moment, something tiny passed through the bushes, and there was a rustling sound.

"Who is it?" The white figure stood up, determined, and turned around.

Then he opened his blue eyes wide in surprise, looking at a cluster of fluorescent lights that flickered on and off in the woods.

The sphere of light was icy blue, like a beam of cold and melancholy starlight, frost was condensed on the branches around the sphere of light, and a few fine snows drifted from time to time in the light spots.

"Who are you?" His eyes lit up, his white hair fluttered, he took a step towards the ball of light, smiled and waved, "Come here?"

The little ball of light moved, as if it was timidly trying to float out of the forest where it was hiding. Seeing him intending to come, it turned around and retreated into the forest.

He wanted to call it again, but seeing that it didn't want to, he involuntarily put down his arm and sighed lonely.

"I haven't seen my family for a long time, are you alone?"

Guessing that the light ball should not make a sound, he raised his face and smiled, turned around, and looked at the towering Renxue City not far away.

"But there, it should be just an empty city in a dream. My younger brother, my wife, and my father, queen, and queen are all gone long ago..."

Hearing this, the ball of light protruded halfway from the forest, as if quietly spying, and there was silence all around for a while.

A gust of new wind blew by, unknowingly rolling up more fine dust-like falling snow.

The man raised his hands and unknowingly took over.

"Look, how interesting? Even in a dream, it still snows here, just like the fantasy world in memory."

The snowflakes twirled and landed quietly on his shoulders, but they couldn't touch his real body because there was always a layer of spiritual power around him that could shield the ice and snow.

As if thinking of something all of a sudden, he turned around, smiled and waved his hand at the little ball of light, the little ball of light jumped up and down nervously, and a spiritual force was added to its surroundings—they blocked it and became more violent blizzard.

The blue eyes looked at the light group quietly with a smile.

The small ball of light slowly moved out from the branches.

It seemed to have sensed the gentleness of this person, like Xu, and wandered directly in front of him.

He stared at it with wide eyes in surprise, and reached out to touch its soft brilliance.The little ball of light is like a child, jumping happily a few times, bursting a few fiery red fireworks.

There is an inexplicable sense of familiarity with each other.

With a handsome and gentle face, showing a kind smile,

"My name is Ka Suo, what about you? How did you come to this dream?"